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You are stronger than your anxiety.
“Are you going to find someone else to do this with now since you’re leaving?” Clapping our hands together twice, then bumping elbows, back to a hand clap and finally a hip bump and a hug. Nate turns the doorknob and opens the door to leave. “No, Mi. It’ll only ever be you.”
My best friend is the goddamn sunshine in my life when everything around me is dark and gray.
Being best friends with Mia is everything to me, but my God, do I need her to be more.
Because for the first time in years, I really want to fucking kiss her.
“Well you aren’t either. So, it’s fine. We can share a bed—we’ve done it once before. I don’t bite.” She laughs. But will you?
“Is this you being protective or possessive?” “Both,” I growl out beside her ear.
“By existing.”
I want a house on a piece of land. I want quiet Friday nights in. I want slow mornings and a woman I can’t get enough of. I want all of that and more—with Mia.
“I won’t touch you, not until you tell me that’s what you want. But I’ll talk you through it. You need a release, so let me use my words to give you one. I can tell you exactly how you should be played with. Use your fingers, this toy if you want, but I promise I can make you come with just my words.”
“Put this vibrator right on your clit and let me see you ride your hand until you fucking come for me.”
He didn’t even touch me and I saw fucking stars.
“One day, that’ll be my name you’re screaming,” he says in my ear before walking away.
“Might take her a minute to realize it, but souls that are meant to be together will always find their way to one another.”
“Don’t look so surprised, Smalls. Everything with you is a core memory.”
Mia, please fucking tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to fucking ruin you because it’s all I can think about.
“You’re sorry for what?” “We’re best—” “Say we’re just best friends, Mia. I dare you.”
“Your love language is definitely physical touch,” I say as his hands run down my back, cupping my ass. “You are my love language.”
“Since you want to have such a fucking attitude lately, let’s put that mouth to better use, Smalls. Get. On. Your. Knees.”
“Eres mi sol, mi luna y todas mis estrellas.” You are my sun, my moon and all my stars.
“I love you. I’ve loved you since before I really even knew what that word meant. I just knew it was you. It was always supposed to be you.”
The place I’m constantly running towards is her. My end zone is Mia.
